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It looks like you lost another one You were my bitch, you was my whoadie 12 pull us over, my pistol, you hold it I almost put a hit out on my Brodie Some sh- came up missing, I'm thinkin' he stole it I had to spin on my lil' n- corner 'Cause word around town that he was an informant I had to realize these n- wasn't loyal Went got me a lawyer, now I play it smarter I caught a charge in an SRT Charger Then took his b- and made her call me father My coupe a b-, so I call her Miss Parker Ran off on the plug to feed my son and daughter I serve my uncles and aunties that water Sniffin' the work like I'm sniffin' a marker Beat up the pack, but I had to be harder So I beat it harder, then beat the bitch harder, yeah I'm so slimy Pistol tote, conniving Mama, I'm sorry But these streets made me grimy I'm so violent Just might catch a body Mama, I'm sorry But these streets made me grimy On the weekend, b-, I slide with a Drac' Nine on my waist when I slide through the day Pull up on you, kidnap you and your bae Empty the safe or it's two to your face Find me outside, should've stayed in your place Predator, I'ma eat after I pray Can't cuff on lil' shawty 'cause she was too basic F- on a white girl 'cause her daddy was racist I gave her d- and went deep in her bladder I had her screamin', "Black lives really matter" Tryna hit lick and them bullets gon' scatter What I been through caused me all of this damage So many demons like Marilyn Manson Deion was here, and the next day, he vanished Deion was here, and the next day, he vanished When I die, sit me right next to my family Give me a chance to say bye to my family He wasn't here, but I still love my daddy Free my bro Leo, he in the pen' trappin' He humble now, but my dog still a savage We used to put the pounds up in the attic If you want static, then sh- can get tragic Pull up with sticks like we finna do magic 'Cause I'm Harry Potter when slidin' in traffic, yeah I'm so slimy Pistol tote, conniving Mama, I'm sorry But these streets made me grimy I'm so violent Just might catch a body Mama, I'm sorry But these streets made me grimy
Writer(s): Mathias Thalhofer, Osh A Escabar Escabar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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